RECORDED: MAY 2000
THE STORY: Each member of the crew was going to do a solo cut on the CD and no tracks with Belo had been recorded yet. This track was done at the same session where the first part of Currents Circulated was recorded and The Gift was recorded. Belo had a completely different song planned for this beat Tarik had given him to work with but changed his mind before it was done. "Ignor the Rant" of course is a clever wordplay on the word "Ignorant". Gregg Nordin suggested leaving the "e" of "Ignore" to make it sound like the name of a viking. Part of the second verse was written by N-DIT but a disagreement over proper grammar lead to NDIT deciding not to rap his lyrics in the song and Belo raps his part. Part of Tarik's lines were written by Belo. This is a special song to Belo because of its dedication to his first producer, the late "Quincy Jones" RIP- he promised he would dedicate his first track on CD to him.
LYRICS: 

BELO: Yessir. Yo, haha, it's time to begin.

CHORUS: Scattered thoughts on the direction composed, who knows except God where we're going? Knowing just a bit, such as His promises makes His love in my life start showing.

BELO: Ay yo, confrontations daily with the lack of willpower to look positively towards the sun make it hard to see the shadows. Yet I'm pulled not by my own to face the unknown- when my flesh tries hard to keep me idle. Idolotry surrounds this culture, those pulled in become a carcass, dead. Receiving attacks from the vulture- my head and heart seem seperate at times but I could do without the rhymes and strictly focus on my I.V. flowing throooooough a new vein in Christ's name. Replacing my internal vital signs to begin an eternal hope which is now mine (now mine). Amazing grace how that sound is sweet when you know the rhythm of God's heartbeat. Really, do you often see a smile on the pathway of strangers? Its foreign somewhat like the babe in the manger- DANGER THIN ICE! Directing my vice to grip only absolute Truth absolutely mainstream opposes these roots: that the tree which bears fruit is the only source of food- well, it is! You now can crawl back in bed or choose to live again under freedom instead of slavery. Abolished not by government but through the blood- straight up, through the blood.

CHORUS

BELO: Yo, destroying ignorant thought, I've sought after wisdom that can't be bought. Caught up in a system missin' Truth. Dismissin' the information written dark in other words this world needs a LIGHT to embark and spark. Inflamed Truth burns when it hits the mark. Cold lies kill like rocks to the lark. Microscopic inspections of the next lines: If our rhymes are pearls of another kind and you misconceive then your misconception makes you swine, you best believe.
TERAKOZA: Intriguing, these radio waves my antenna is receiving- a fluctuating wave transmissions not measured in kilo or megahurtz, urging the transition of my programming to reflect Christ's work. Ears perking, those now smirking will eventually be forced to comprehend and send back confessions in the end. Friends and foes- those even who were neutral towards the Annointed One, the praises shall flow on bended knee to the Risen Son. Walking between two walls of water on the bottom of the Red Sea I approach the promised destiny daily. Getting closer to the Golden Gates, the bliss of Heaven's chrysalis. The lost paradise of Eden, that intimacy with our maker awaits (yeah, it awaits).

CHORUS

BELO: Why should I have to speak when my words are only reflections of an author: of The Author and Director of this globe. Those who "IGNOR" or oppose Christ are still not in control of their lives. Because He determined the times set for them and the exact places where our unique faces should reside. Read Acts 17 from verse 24 "for the God who made the world and everything in it is Lord". For in Him we live and move and have our being. "As some of your own poets have said, we are His offspring". Who can subtract from the infinite? Seeing is believing? Silly, I know. Then I'd rather be blind able to find the key of life. The true wealth not in buried gold mines. Simple or confusing? Am I using my own wisdom cuz' IT dawned? If I am then I'm leading you astray, but because of the very day of rebirth, I received a new name and my home is no longer on this earth. Thank you Lord. So my knowledge as an undergrad is bad in a good way because that blood I talk about has become my just cause to walk abroad and give up myself with no applause received, with no applause received at all.

CHORUS

BELO: Yo straight up I give a shout-out to Lyle Roland from Edmonton, I say rest in peace brother a.k.a. "Quincy Jones", and that's from the old. Say "Out". Beloved One. This is for you. Sim-simple. Thank you Terakoz.

TERAKOZA: Word up Belo, my people- I love all y'all. peace to my boy N-DIT. Staten Island and all the 5 boroughs. What up to all my peeps. Y'KNOWHATI'MSAYIN? It's like that y'all, it's like this y'all, Crown of Thorns y'all, a yes yes y'all. This is TK with the maddest graffiti writer on the planet...this is how we do, a 1-2 a 1-2! Woooord up!